Prologue...
Mature Content 📢⚠️
The following is intended for adult readers (18+). It contains sensual content, emotional vulnerability, and strong intimacy.
The storm outside roared — but it was nothing compared to the one inside them.
Rudra shut the door with slow finality. His eyes met hers, dark with something more dangerous than anger. Desire. Longing. The kind that destroys.
Avni stood there, drenched from head to toe, her saree clinging to every curve. Her chest rose and fell with uneven breaths. She didn’t look away — not this time.
“Say something,” she whispered, voice trembling.
Rudra stepped forward. “You have no idea what you're doing to me right now.”
“Then show me,” she breathed.
That was all it took.
He reached her in seconds, grabbing her face, crashing his lips onto hers with raw, desperate hunger. Their mouths collided — rough, wet, devouring.
She moaned into his mouth "Ummm!! "
arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer. Her soaked body pressed against his bare chest, and he groaned against her lips.
“You’re soaked,” he murmured, pulling back just enough to look at her. “Let me take care of you.”
His fingers slid over her shoulder, slowly unwrapping her saree, layer by layer. The fabric slipped to the floor like silk, pooling at her feet.
She stood before him in just her blouse and petticoat — flushed, vulnerable, but burning with something fierce.
His hands went to the back of her blouse. He paused.
“May I?” he whispered.
Avni nodded, barely able to breathe.
He unhooked the tiny clasp with skilled fingers. The blouse loosened and slipped off her shoulders, revealing her pale yellow skin and the curve of her breāsts, still held by the soft lace bra. His breath hitched.
“You’re beautiful,” he muttered. “Too damn beautiful.”
He leaned in, his mouth trailing down her neck, kissing the skin slowly — reverently — before reaching behind and unclasping her bra. The straps fell, and so did the last thread of space between them.
She gasped " Aahhh....." as he cupped her bare brēasts, his thumbs brushing over her n!pples, teasing them to stiff peaks.
“You like that?” he whispered.
Her soft moan " Hhmmm...!!" was his answer.
His mouth followed, lips wrapping around her n!pple, sucking gently, then harder, making her arch into him. Her fingers tangled in his hair, her breath shaking as he moved to the other side, his tongue circling, licking, tasting.
She was trembling now.
"Lie down," he whispered against her skin.......
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This story contains mature scene and words related to
suc!de, murder, r@pe , etc etc.....
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